kershnoo, kershnee
Mar. 29th, 2004 06:53 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
psipsyThis past weekend went well, no casualties or things like that. That's a good thing. Discovered my attention span is now taking on a negative value, which should prove interesting later on.
Found out that the second episode of Eiken is supposed to come out by the end of June. When it comes to Eiken, there are people that haven't seen it, and people that have. And of the people that have seen it, there are those that run away from it scarred for life, and then there are... the believers. Of all the anime that I've seen, I've never seen anything with as much fanservice as Eiken. Blatant, relentless, unrepenting, unflinching. It looks like it was made to parody all the fanservice/harem anime out there, but in doing so, has topped them all. So what does this show feature? A spectacular slow-motion sequence involving noodles and a complete disregard for the law of gravity (a scene that took several minutes to set up), which is only exceeded by the Water Slide event, complete with a seemingly infinite quantity of yogurt, and the most sexual innuendo an anime could ever hope to pack into the scant few minutes that this scene lasts, yet without any direct nudity. I can't even begin to imagine what the second episode would contain, or why they were allowed to make a second episode at all.
As for the plot? Yes, there is one, although not much of one. Densuke Mifune, newly transferred to the school and perhaps the dullest boy in the world (of course), is drafted into the Eiken Club because of his pure averageness. The Eiken Club comprises almost entirely girls (of course) and they all have huge knockers (of course!) except for one, and that's only because she's in second grade, and this second grader is one of those technical geniuses that can design/build/repair anything (of course). So, Densuke falls for one of the members of this club, after falling on her (of course), landing his hands on breasts that were likely viewed as prototypes for the landers for the Mars rovers but deemed too large to be feasible (of course). Fanservice ensues. Whatever's been done before, has been overdone here. There is nothing more I can say (of course). The first time I watched it, I knew I was in trouble when the fansubber put in a blurb about milk.
Half an hour later, I am temporarily catatonic, my eyes unfocused and moving independently of each other, but I'm still able to maintain some coherent thoughts, steering my frame towards the fridge not unlike a crippled bomber in a WWII movie, with an overwhelming craving for dairy products of any kind. My survival relied heavily on my already high tolerance for fanservice. When I finally regained control of my senses, I realized that others had to see this. I would not force anyone, they would view it of their own free will. And of those that watched it, most of them inadvertantly became believers as well. Will I watch it again? Absolutely. I've already lost count of how many times I've seen it, and I can see myself watching it many more times. One could say it's a perverted, animated form of the "Ring" curse, but I won't pursue that angle. That would be just plain weird.
Such as it were, I really should be going. But Marimite 12 has just started to download, and I'll get as much of that as I can, despite the fact the show was so devoid of testosterone that I thought my nuts were gonna shrivel up and fall off after one episode. The only thing that got me through it was repeating to myself about how it would be really cool if a Gundam or an EVA unit just suddenly appeared out of nowhere. Ah yes, another traumatic anime, although for different reasons.
Meanwhile, I got the second Under17 cd and the "Vanilla" cd by Eiko Shimamiya. S'good listening there, albeit very different in styles. Anyone that's heard what the first Under17 collection is about should expect more of the same, and that's a good thing. Meanwhile, Eiko sounds more light and airy in her solo projects than when she was doing I've stuff. It's good, just for different reasons. She's one of the few Japanese singers that doesn't sound like she's still in elementary school.
For some reason, I felt like just going nowhere in particular today. But instead of going nowhere, I didn't go anywhere. There is a difference. Perhaps tomorrow. Why should I? Why not? More importantly, who's going to tell me "no"? Nobody. This is something I have learned to appreciate.
Alright, I've been here entirely too long tonight, and my downloads are done.
Teeheehee.
Found out that the second episode of Eiken is supposed to come out by the end of June. When it comes to Eiken, there are people that haven't seen it, and people that have. And of the people that have seen it, there are those that run away from it scarred for life, and then there are... the believers. Of all the anime that I've seen, I've never seen anything with as much fanservice as Eiken. Blatant, relentless, unrepenting, unflinching. It looks like it was made to parody all the fanservice/harem anime out there, but in doing so, has topped them all. So what does this show feature? A spectacular slow-motion sequence involving noodles and a complete disregard for the law of gravity (a scene that took several minutes to set up), which is only exceeded by the Water Slide event, complete with a seemingly infinite quantity of yogurt, and the most sexual innuendo an anime could ever hope to pack into the scant few minutes that this scene lasts, yet without any direct nudity. I can't even begin to imagine what the second episode would contain, or why they were allowed to make a second episode at all.
As for the plot? Yes, there is one, although not much of one. Densuke Mifune, newly transferred to the school and perhaps the dullest boy in the world (of course), is drafted into the Eiken Club because of his pure averageness. The Eiken Club comprises almost entirely girls (of course) and they all have huge knockers (of course!) except for one, and that's only because she's in second grade, and this second grader is one of those technical geniuses that can design/build/repair anything (of course). So, Densuke falls for one of the members of this club, after falling on her (of course), landing his hands on breasts that were likely viewed as prototypes for the landers for the Mars rovers but deemed too large to be feasible (of course). Fanservice ensues. Whatever's been done before, has been overdone here. There is nothing more I can say (of course). The first time I watched it, I knew I was in trouble when the fansubber put in a blurb about milk.
Half an hour later, I am temporarily catatonic, my eyes unfocused and moving independently of each other, but I'm still able to maintain some coherent thoughts, steering my frame towards the fridge not unlike a crippled bomber in a WWII movie, with an overwhelming craving for dairy products of any kind. My survival relied heavily on my already high tolerance for fanservice. When I finally regained control of my senses, I realized that others had to see this. I would not force anyone, they would view it of their own free will. And of those that watched it, most of them inadvertantly became believers as well. Will I watch it again? Absolutely. I've already lost count of how many times I've seen it, and I can see myself watching it many more times. One could say it's a perverted, animated form of the "Ring" curse, but I won't pursue that angle. That would be just plain weird.
Such as it were, I really should be going. But Marimite 12 has just started to download, and I'll get as much of that as I can, despite the fact the show was so devoid of testosterone that I thought my nuts were gonna shrivel up and fall off after one episode. The only thing that got me through it was repeating to myself about how it would be really cool if a Gundam or an EVA unit just suddenly appeared out of nowhere. Ah yes, another traumatic anime, although for different reasons.
Meanwhile, I got the second Under17 cd and the "Vanilla" cd by Eiko Shimamiya. S'good listening there, albeit very different in styles. Anyone that's heard what the first Under17 collection is about should expect more of the same, and that's a good thing. Meanwhile, Eiko sounds more light and airy in her solo projects than when she was doing I've stuff. It's good, just for different reasons. She's one of the few Japanese singers that doesn't sound like she's still in elementary school.
For some reason, I felt like just going nowhere in particular today. But instead of going nowhere, I didn't go anywhere. There is a difference. Perhaps tomorrow. Why should I? Why not? More importantly, who's going to tell me "no"? Nobody. This is something I have learned to appreciate.
Alright, I've been here entirely too long tonight, and my downloads are done.
Teeheehee.
help me please!!!!!!!
Date: 2004-10-15 01:46 pm (UTC)